I don't know exactly why, but I just haven't been in the mood to narrate my sexlife of late. It's been swell. All is definitely well with me and my boyfriend Donny; even if we still don't have as much sex as I myself would find ideal, what we may lack in quantity, we more than make up in high-quality, custom crafts-work, pyrotechnic love-fucking, to make a mosh of metaphors.
Nevertheless, I recognize that many of you enjoy the erotic rubbernecking--and, really, who doesn't?--that I wanted to cater to your more prurient taste and pluck a few especially plum posts for your pleasure. (I never claimed to be above alliteration.) So without further ado, please allow me to offer you a tasting menu of erotic posts past.
- A time I made myself quite handy
- A time when I was wet-hottest
- A time of binding and unwinding
- A time for suffering gladly
- A time best termed "spanking good"
- A time I turned the other cheek
And if that is not quite enough for you, avail yourself of the shiny newness that is the my stuff on Sappho's Girl. Here's the inaugural post and here is the whole delightful enchilada. Also, tomorrow on Lust Bites you can read an interview with me by the very lovely Alana Noel. Reasons to be cheerful, 1, 2, 3.
UPDATE: Here is the interview on Lust Bites. I feel a bit like my head is going to explode. Or maybe implode. Hard to tell, but wow.
Thanks you, Alana.